Throwing Prudence To The Wind
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Learning Prudence, part one.
By Brandi Carlsen
I was fed up. I had screwed my life up hard-core. I was 32, and
unemployed. This was in spite of being capable and intelligent.
Unfortunately, I started screwing off at age 13, and I never did get back
on track. Sure, I had moments where I took life seriously - got good
grades, impressed a boss here and there. All in all though, I managed to
screw everything up. So I wrote the note:
Mom, Doug, whomever is reading this,
Life simply isn't worth living anymore. I can't take one more job
working for an imbecile, and I can't afford to go back to school. I
simply cannot keep up this existence for another day. I'm sorry I
screwed around in school now, and I know this would all have been
different had I applied myself. I'd have made it into a good school and
had scholarships, and those idiots would be working for me. Since that
will never happen, I will just say goodbye.
Ben
I wrote the last words, ran a spell check and printed it out. Hell, my
handwriting wasn't even legible enough for a damned suicide note. I then
took the whole bottle of Ambien. I knew I would just get sleepy and doze
off. I put some Miles Davis on the CD player, and off to sleep I went.
The next thing I knew, I was standing naked in front of a well dressed
man. "So, you think your life would be better if you could re-live your
high school days, huh?" He asked.
I don't know why, but I just felt like telling him the truth. "Well,
yeah."
"Let me tell you where you are - this is purgatory and I am the overseer
here. You can call me Andy. I am here to make sure suicides go where
they belong. While suicide is a wasteful and ugly thing to do, God isn't
without compassion. It is my part to help people set right what went
wrong."
"So you can send me back to re do all those years?"
"Silly boy - You're smart enough to understand relativity. You can't
travel through time." He smiled, "but there is another way. There is
another soul here, a high school freshman who just committed suicide over
bad grades and family problems. I can put you, with your mind in that
teenager's body. Because the child made the argument that it was
adolescence causing the problem, your life should suit them fine. I can
swap you."
"Wow. That sounds interesting." I said, "Tell me-"
"Sorry, I've told you as much as I can. Do you accept the deal? You
need to decide now before your body actually dies."
"Well, yeah."
I awoke feeling groggy. I looked around and saw an empty bottle of
Boone's Hill Wild Strawberry wine on the nightstand next to an empty
bottle of Sudafed. This kid had bad taste and poor reasoning in his
suicide attempt. I sat up and noticed it. I had tits. They weren't
very big, but they were there. I looked around the room, and it was
clearly a teenager's room.
"Prudence, breakfast is ready. Get down here." Oh shit. Oh shit oh
shit. No wonder Andy was so damned vague. I stood up, shaking the
cobwebs out of my head. I went to the closet and noticed myself in the
mirror. I had long, bright red hair. My small breasts were standing
straight out off my chest. I was wearing a pink nightie, and matching
panties. I peeked underneath, and yes - I was absolutely 100% girl.
"Prudence - Get your ass down here now!" God, I can see why this girl
killed herself. I quickly picked some jeans from the closet - they were
those low cut kind but the only other options were all skirts. I picked
a red t-shirt which was pretty tight, but looked good. I threw on some
socks and a pair of converse sneakers and headed down for breakfast.
"Pru - what the hell do you think you're doing?" This was apparently my
father in the hallway.
"What do you mean, Dad?" I asked, for the first time noticing my very
feminine drawl. Shit, I was in the south to boot.
"You don't leave the house without a bra. Now go put one on. And get
some damned panties too - I can see your ass crack. No daughter of mine
is going to school Commando style!"
"Okay daddy." I gave him a kiss on the cheek. What the fuck - did I
really just do that? It felt natural. I shrugged it off and went back
into my room and noticed the note on the bureau. I quickly crumpled it
up and tossed it in the trash - no need to draw attention. I picked a
simple pink bra - size 34b. I then went searching for panties. I wanted
something other than a thong. It wasn't to be - apparently I was either
a slut or pretending to be one. I found some that matched the bra, and
put them on. I then decided a skirt might be preferable to the low rise
jeans - I don't want the boys checking out my thong. I chose a denim one
that flared out and was about knee length. I grabbed some Mary Janes
from the closet as the cons wouldn't work with the skirt - I wonder how I
knew that?
By the time I got downstairs, Mom was rushing me out the door. "You
don't want to be late for school - the bus is coming any second. Here's
some lunch money - get out there!" I hustled out to the bus stop,
grabbing my book bag from the entry room table. It was a pretty pink
thing with flowers hand stitched all over it. Somehow I knew I had done
the stitching. Well, at least I was creative. I went to the bus stop,
and Mary was there. I don't know how I knew, but Mary was my best
friend. Apparently Prudence's memories were still in this head, just
mine too.
"Hey Pru - how'd it go last night?" She was asking about my date with
Paul. Suddenly it all came back, and I started crying.
"It was awful Mary - he was so fast." Paul was the captain of the
wrestling team, and a junior. "He kept groping me, and when he figured
out I wasn't going to put out, he got mean. He told me if I didn't suck
him off, he'd tell everyone in school that I begged him to fuck me in the
ass."
"What a jerk. No one will believe him, Pru."
"Mary, I did it. I don't want to be an outcast. I want to be a
cheerleader, I want to be popular. That won't happen if the jocks hate
me. I feel so ashamed."
"Come on. We're cutting school today, hon. You need a break." She
produced her mother's American Express card and said, "Let's go
shopping!"
"You're a real friend Mary. Let's get out of here."
Off we went from the school bus stop to the regular bus stop. We got on
the bus for the mall. Because we lived in the nicest part of Seattle,
the bus wasn't crowded. We sat in the back. "Come here Pru - You really
need to start putting on makeup before you go to school, whether Daddy
likes it or not." She went into her bag and produced some compacts and
some lipstick. In short order, I was looking like a proper 15 year old
hottie.
At this point, a couple of college aged guys got on the bus and came back
to sit near us. Mary was nearly as hot as me, and she was taller and had
beautiful jet black hair that totally set off her pale skin.
"Hey girls, whatcha up to?" the first guy asked. They looked familiar -
like I knew them from around the neighborhood but had never met either of
them.
"We're going to the mall." I said. I noticed one of the guys looked
really good. I don't know why, but his cargo pants, baggy wool pull over
and other hippie accoutrements were turning me on.
The cute one now spoke. "How old are you girls?" Mary's elbow bit into
my side.
"Eighteen, just last month. We're taking some time away from school
before going to college." I can't believe she lied like that! I mean,
we surely looked like we could be eighteen, but she was younger than me!
Her 15th birthday was next week, for Christ's sake.
"Cool. You're hot, but I wouldn't want to offer this to a minor." His
hand was pointing down to his crotch, and I thought he might be flashing
us. I took a look, and it turned out he was just discreetly showing us
his bag of pot.
"Nice," I said, "You plan on sharing, huh?"
"Well sure - all the pot in the world is boring if there aren't women to
share it with. And you two are the hottest things we've seen
since...well, I guess ever."
I felt myself blushing. Not only that, I felt wetness between my legs.
I instinctively knew I was a virgin, but that wasn't going to stop me
from being horny. "Aww, you're sweet," Mary cooed as she moved in next
to the taller boy. She could see my attraction for the hippie kid, so
she went for the skater he was hanging with. She liked skate punks
anyway. "What're your names, she asked?"
"I'm Dietrich and that's Jerry," The skater said. "How about you?"
"I'm Mary, and this is my friend Prudence. Don't let her name fool you."
She said as she winked at Jerry. I was bright red, and he moved into the
seat next to me.
"It's very nice to meet you Prudence." He extended his hand, and when I
took it to shake, he pulled it close and kissed it. Oh god, I thought as
the juices got heavier. I must have the same libido I had as a fifteen
year old boy. Or maybe I was just a nympho.
Jerry was sitting right next to me, still holding my hand when he
produced a joint. "Let's ditch this bus and walk the rest of the way.
That way we'll be stoned by the time we get to the mall."
"Okay" Mary said before we could even discuss it. Dietrich pulled the
cord, and the bus came to a stop. The last mile to the mall was
residential land with a lot of trees. We went off into a big cedar
tree's canopy and Jerry lit up. He passed me the joint as Dietrich lit
another. I had done this in my previous life, but I knew I hadn't as
Prudence. I tried to inhale, and choked.
"Here, let me help you," Jerry said. He took the joint and took a huge
drag off it. Before I new what was happening, he leaned in and kissed
me! His lips parted mine, and his hand pulled my head firmly to his. He
pushed the smoke slowly into my lungs. It felt great. As he pulled
away, I was a little sad.
"Can I have another?" I asked. He laughed and repeated the process.
This time, I couldn't help myself, and I flicked his tongue a bit with
mine. That almost made him choke, but he kept it together. As the smoke
left our nostrils, the kiss continued with nice tongue play. I was
definitely hot now.
"Woohoo, girl" Mary cheered. She had gotten the same treatment from
Dietrich. They were both rock hard, and obviously a little self
conscious about it. I smiled and took the joint. I said, "Let's see if
I have this right," and I took a long drag. I then winked at Mary and
leaned over and gave her a long kiss, exchanging the smoke. Mary and I
had been practicing French kissing on each other for almost two years
getting ready for boys. She fell right into it, and even grabbed my ass.
I handed the joint back to Jerry.
"Okay, let's get going!" Mary grabbed my hand and darted out of the
tree's protective cover. As I looked over my shoulder, I giggled because
the boys were trying to find a way to walk while flying at full mast. I
never have understood why men get so turned on by women making out.
They caught us within a block, taking our hands and laughing. "That was
great" Jerry opined. The look on Dietrich's face showed he felt the same
way. After about ten minutes, we were at the Northgate Mall. It's not
much of a mall, but it's what we had. By the time we got there, we had
the munchies full bore. We stopped and ate a Cinnabon a piece, and Jerry
and I shared a soda with two straws. It was like a corny 50's diner
move, and it was so cute to see this hippie kid do it.
After our mid-morning snack, Mary and I went to the bathroom. She
suggested something wicked. "Hey, Pru...I have an idea. Let's go to
Victoria's secret and try on lingerie for a couple of hours and see how
long we can get the boys to sit there watching." I smiled.
It was going to be a fun day.
Grace
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